it's flat out on the money:
"Tired of you, Janet, mom, James and everybody else thinking I am just tee-totally stupid with what is going on..."
Silver boot key ring.
DMB ear buds and CD.
Mom sayin "Between you and me I wouldn't worry about anything, pretty soon you'll have plenty of time to ride and more time alone."
At Christens cookout the neighbor guy down the street stopped by.
Don't talk much, only a few times in all the years I been there.
Me and Christen are playing with the wood, the fire, whatever and guy looks at me and says "How are you doing?" "Well I'm doing good, how about you?" "Oh I'm fine, I heard you were retiring." Me?" "Yeah, that's what I heard." "That's news to me I don't know on what. (smiling)."
Christen never said a word.
Says everything.
But what really made it apparent?
Was two weeks later those church ladies with a stick up their ass pulled their shit.
Their jealous, on two counts, three actually:
1) They never liked me, "They" are the true Christians, they think, "they" deserved to be blessed more than us.
2) They never got and won't ever get the romance and true love I enjoy sharing with you, seriously, it makes them mad to live their humdrum lives. They hate seeing someone live open and free in a way they know they won't and couldn't.
3) They never thought things would end up this way for us, all of us, but particularly Nicholas and myself.
(Keep in mind all the ones that pulled their crap? they get prayed for)
"Why him? Why that dope smokin, (responsible now lol) bike riding, liberal antagonist, bourbon drinkin radical? Why does he get blessed blah blah blah..." that story is as old as time itself.
Because God often times uses the people you would least expect and he does so to prove a point you bunch of fucknuts, that's why. Didn't you ever read your book?
Sorry, it just strikes a cord cause I want away from these people and I know, know, it's comin...
And you know? praying for 60-70 people a day, two three four, seven times a day sometimes?
That probably didn't hurt.
While asking for only one thing?
One blessing is all I want and I know you already know what it is.
They are not even worth trying to explain it to.
They wouldn't believe it anyway.
So what would be the point?
I told Nicholas the other day, the longer this goes on?
The less shit I wanna take with me, and it really wasn't that much to start with.
Like a phoenix rising from the ashes I have been known to say.
I'm serious, there will be a fire.
"Who Jah bless
no one curse..."
Robert Nesta Marley
Peace.
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